-where my heart screams, my silence echoes and my words rhyme-

Challenging the status quo.

Aint I the same? Aren’t we all the same? Always waiting for a slight or a hard push from someone, a stimulus that could get us moving, a green signal that would let us break free of ourselves.

Reading what’s there in front of me this moment; makes me wanna share it. but no, its mine. None other shall have the right to see it. Its presence is nothing but a pleasure hiding tons of pain within.

Memories are our only posession but do remember “to hide our posession is also our posession, to open it or to hide it….. judge your surrounding and share your posession. Suffocation will kill you from inside”
I know my bacha is very intelligent…. 🙂